#even if it’s through smut

[satorena]

what's an aspect of your writing that you take pride in?

that’s deep… next question

[onismdaydream]

its hard to say no to yuuji when he gets needy. he's never been afraid to be vocal about what he wants, but it cranks up to the max when he's desperate. he'll be pressed up against you, his lips never leaving your skin as he begs you to let him fuck you. please, please, promise i'll be gentle, i'll be so good, please, just let me feel you - his hips stuttering as he bucks them, wanting to relieve any of the pressure that's been building up - anything, i'll do anything, baby, please, need to be inside you.

and when you finally let him, he still can't stop. he groans loudly as he slides inside, mouth wide open and eyes screwed shut, sweat beginning to bead at his hairline. god, baby, feels good, so tight, so fucking good - his thrusts are sloppy, never able to find a steady rhythm - perfect, like you were made for me baby, so good, never wanna pull out, wanna fuck you forever.

most of his words are slurred and mumbled, far too drunk off your body around his throbbing cock to make any coherent thoughts. not like you're faring much better, though, what with yuuji fucking you like it's his last chance, his drippy cockhead rubbing against that sweet spot that makes you clench around him. yeah, fuck yeah baby, do that again, oh god, i'm gonna come, you're gonna make me come - he holds you close to his body, his arms wrapping around you as if he's afraid you'll disappear - please, please, so close, wanna come inside you, can i baby? wanna fill you up, oh god, please.

you're barely able to nod your head before he's spilling inside you, his forehead pressed against you as he catches his breath. fuck, thank you, thank you, don't deserve you, you're perfect - pressing soft and gentle kisses to wherever he can reach, his fingers moving down your body to make sure you get off - love you, love you so much baby, gonna make you feel good too, promise.

[nateezfics]

thought about this hongjoong from the m countdown paris, and how hot he looked in this fit with the glasses…and immediately thought of that one kdrama kiss scene —

[jadewritesficshere]

Wrecked

Eddie Munson x Reader

Content: oral (male receiving) slight sub!Eddie. Listen I just really wanna suck him

18+ only

Your eyes snapped open, adjusting to the darkness in the room as the VHS shut off with a click. The light from the TV seemed harsh, jarring you from the quietness surrounding you. It woke you up from your sleepy state, heart thumping wildly as you realized you had fallen asleep against Eddie. Eddie, who talked a mile a minute and told you interesting facts while watching movies, who had gone silent almost an hour ago as you started to drift off. Eddie, who had an arm wrapped around your shoulder, hand lazily drawing patterns on your arm where it rested. Your head against his chest, listening to the steady beating of his heart. "Sorry," you yawned as you sat up," Did I fall asleep?"

Eddie blinked slowly before smiling," Don't worry 'bout it. You need to rest." You lazily smile at him as he stands up. He stretches slowly, joints popping that remind you that neither of you are near your teens anymore. He reaches his arms above his head in a stretch, shirt traveling up just enough to give you a sneak peak of his stomach. Pale skin that showed the stark colors of the dragon curled over the top of his belly button. The dragon that had it's mouth open as if it was blowing fire, fire that actually was pink scars courtesy of the demobats. The scars that he always had a different story for when people saw ("I got attacked by a bear." "A witch cursed me." "I didn't eat my vegetables." "I used to defuse bombs").

Your eyes caught on his belly button, the stupid piercing he got claiming "a dragon had to have a hoard". The blue light from the tv causing the jewelry to glint, showing a kaleidoscope of rainbows in the opal gemstones. Your breath caught at the smattering of hair that trailed down from his belly button. Down to the band of his sweatpants that hung low on his hips. Plaid boxers peeking over the hem of his pants obscured your view of the slight v shape of his hips. The TV light providing the perfect amount of light and shadow to show the slight definition of his abs he had gained from long hours as a mechanic.

The sting from biting your lip pulled you from your casual perusal of Eddie's frame. Eddie who hadn't even noticed and was waving his hands around talking as he stared off at the wall,"- but those are just rumors. I mean if they do make a movie, it better be close to the book. No creative liberties. I want to see the book come to life, ya know? I want the dwarves to have full beards, especially the women and-"

You stand up abruptly," Shut the fuck up." Eddie pauses at your abrupt words and movement. Silence spans a few seconds as he notices the glimmer in your eyes," Excuse you?" You hum, running your eyes up and down his frame. Eddie was definitely a man, no longer the boy you had met in high school. He had filled out more, had some scruff on his jawline. His sweatpants had a hole in his knee and there was a stain on his shirt, but he had never looked more beautiful to you. And you had never wanted to fuck him more.

Eddie tilted his head slightly, untamed and frizzy curls bouncing as he tried to decipher the look in your eye. "I will gladly listen to this conversation, but I can't pay attention right now. Not when you're," you wave your hand gesturing to him," that!" Eddie scoffs," Excuse you? That?." One step is all it takes to get in his space, Eddie instinctively taking a step back.

You push on his chest, firm beneath your open palms, causing him to stumble back into the couch. He lands with a grunt and looks up at you with a look of exasperation. He goes to open his mouth to say what you're sure is a snarky remark, but all thoughts leave his head as you grab his knees spreading them open and kneeling in front of him. His jaw drops as he stares at you between his legs. You bat your lashes at him in what you hope is a seductive look, but let's be honest, both you and Eddie suck at flirting. You trail one hand up from his knee, barely touching as your fingers dance their way up his thigh. His cheeks flush, a beautiful dusty pink that spreads down his neck towards his chest. You wonder how far that blush goes as you lift the hem of his shirt.

Eddie is staring at you, frozen in time. You clearing your throat as you tug on his shirt knocks him from his reverie. "Yeah, okay, fuck uh yea." He leans forward enough to pull the shirt over his head. You lick your lips at the expanse of tattooed skin you see. You lean in, trying to decide where to start. You look up through your eyelids at him, slowly licking the happy trail, that definitely made you happy. The image of you licking his skin, peering up at him through your lashes, was burned into Eddie's retinas. Eddie's knuckles were white as he gripped the couch cushions. His stomach flexed unintentionally at the warmth of your tongue. The small whimper he let out fueled your desire, heat pooling low in your stomach. You nip and suck at his hips, one hand resting on his thigh, the other curled around his back to bring him closer to you. You pulled back after adding a lovely red mark that you know will fade to a bruise.

You can't believe you had fallen asleep next to this man, now the only thoughts involving a bed also involved cardio. You lightly trail a finger over the prominent bulge in his pants, earning a sharply inhaled breath and a buck of his hips. "Jesus fucking Christ," he groans, voice lower then you've ever heard. You lick your lips as your hands reach for the hem of his pants and-

"Wait!" Eddie startles you, and you glance up at his wrecked face. "Huh?" You blink a few times starting to pull back," Do you not..?" "No! No I do!" Eddie clears his throat and grabs the pillow next to him," I just...you should be comfortable..." His face flushes as he holds the pillow between you two, causing you to chuckle. You grab the pillow and put it under your knees, even if you don't need it. "Thanks baby. You're so thoughtful." Eddie preens under the praise, looking smug. Your hands return to his waist band, tugging his pants and boxers down. He lifts his hips to help and-

You've never thought a dick to be pretty before. Sure, you've seen some good ones but this? He's long, curved slightly to the right. Precum beading at the top of a head that is flushed so red it's almost purple. A prominent vein trailing the underside of his dick that you want to lick up. Curls around the base that were trimmed but still unruly. The tension is thick as you stare at his dick, wondering where to start. He twitches under your heavy gaze. "C'mon, don't make me wait.." Eddie mumbles. "You'll take what I give you, and you'll be thankful." You snap back, watching the man pout slightly. For all his bravado and extroverted demeanor, he has no power here and he knows it.

But you decide to have mercy on him as you flatten your tongue against his dick, deciding to follow the vein from his base to his tip. Eddie lets out a high-pitched whine followed by a "thank you", but you don't really care. Yes, it feels good for him, but this is also for your pleasure. You swirl your tongue around his leaking tip, tasting the salty essence. Eddie's hand finds the back of your head instinctively, not using any real force or grip. When you fully envelope his tip with your warm mouth and suck, all coherent thoughts of his are gone. He barely can remember his own name. One of your hands holding his hips back so he can't thrust up, the other wrapped around his dick slowly moving up and down.

Eddie sits there babbling nonsense, he never could stay quiet for long. And you wouldn't want him to, his moans and groans like music to your ears. You pull off of him earning a whine. Eddie's face is flushed, bangs stuck to his forehead, a slight sweat broken out on him. He looks down at you with those big brown eyes like you just kicked a dog. "Please? Fuck, please baby? Don't stop."

You smile up at the wrecked man, the man begging for you to continue. You can feel the light pressure of his hand against your head trying to push you closer to his groin. You could make him beg. Make him wait. But he looks so good like this, you want to see him completely blissed out. You inhale deeply before lightly putting the tip back in your mouth. Eddie has no time to mutter a thank you before you fully sink down on him. Your nose coming flush with the hair you admired earlier, taking him deep in your throat without gagging. "Oh fuckfuckfuck," Eddie pants above you, lost in the feeling of you. You hollow out your cheeks and suck, bobbing up and down along his length. He was a twitching writhing mess beneath you. You lightly palm at his balls, adding enough pressure to have Eddie moan. It didn't take him long before he came with a loud groan, hips bucking without a pattern. You swallowed it to the best of your ability, some leaking out and dripping down your chin.

When he was done, you pulled off him with a pop. Eddie's chest heaved as he panted above you. Eddie looked down from the ceiling, not sure when he had thrown his head back in ecstasy. You swipe the cum off your chin before licking your fingers, eyes locked with his. "Jesus Christ," he runs a hand through his hair and lets out a chuckle. You hum and smile up at him. Eddie lightly grasps your biceps, tugging you to get up,"Not sure what brought that on, but I think its time for me to return the favor. Get up here."

[analogwriting]

Favorite View

Killer x gn!reader (afab) a/n: hopefully it's okay considering i wrote this slammered at the bar lmfao. also mo leannan and mo chridhe mean my love and my heart in old scots gaelic

“Killi, would you look at that view?” you said with a small gasp as you ran over to the window of the shared room the two of you were renting. Your crew was currently on some kind of resort island while the ship received repairs. They were deep repairs too, so everyone needed to be off the ship. Everyone spread out in the multiple resorts that the island had, wanting to try everything.

However, the only downside was that it was a wintery island, so you couldn’t exactly go outside and enjoy the sun too much without becoming absolutely frigid.

You felt a pair of strong arms wrap around your middle. “Mm, the view is nice, but I still think the view of you is better.” You snorted as Killer spoke, rolling your eyes. “You’re such a sap,” you mused, leaning into his touches.

“If it keeps snowing like this, we might end up getting stuck here. I think the only other two in this particular resort are Hip and Gig.” 

You let out a gentle sigh as you felt his lips find their way to your neck, you tilted your head to the side to give him better access to your skin. “That’s fine,” he mumbled against you. “I didn’t plan on meeting up with anyone tonight anyway.”

“Is that so,” you mused, pressing against him. You could already feel the man starting to get riled up. After all, he’d already taken his helmet off the moment the two of you entered the room. He had been wanting to jump you since the moment you two were alone. You weren’t going to complain, you wanted the same thing.

“Mhmm,” he hummed against your skin, pressing a kiss to the spot where your shoulder and neck met before biting it softly. You gasped softly, chuckling. “I’m not going to argue with that.” You turned your head, kissing him hard.

He let out a small growl against you. You turned, sliding your arms around his neck and he pressed you against the cool glass of the large window. You let out a small whimper when you touched it; between that and the heat radiating off the man before you, it felt really good.

You pulled away from him for a moment, both of you panting heavily. You could see that the heat of both of your bodies was already fogging the glass on the window. You wondered just how foggy it was going to get.

You dropped to your knees, surprising Killer slightly with your sudden movement and change of pace. Considering the fact that he had treated you with extra care the last time, you figured you’d return the favor this time. It didn’t take you long to pull the man out from his cloth prison and, you were right, he was rock hard already. 

“Already this riled up?” You had a light tease to your voice and licked your lips slightly. 

His face was already flushed and he was panting just from the sheer anticipation and excitement of seeing you down on your knees. “You just do things to me,” he mumbled.

You just grinned before pressing a kiss to his tip, mostly just to mess with him. You knew taking it slow drove him even more wild, which would pay off in the end for you. He grunted softly as you pressed another kiss to the base of his shaft before dragging your tongue along the side of it, listening as he let out a shaky breath. He put a hand on the glass window behind you to support himself as the other hand found its way into your hair, giving a light tug that made you groan a bit in response.

You couldn’t help but tease him, it was your favorite thing to do. Mostly because it made it harder for him to hold back, which is exactly what you wanted. You wanted him to go wild on you. So, you took his cock, slowly sliding it down your throat as you pressed your tongue against its underside. He let out a long groan. “Oh, you’re being slow on purpose,” he ground out, knowing exactly what you were doing. But, he fell for it every time.

Or maybe he couldn’t just say no to you. He looked down at you as you looked up to him and winked. He gripped your hair firmly and you felt your heart race as you pulled off of him. You were panting slightly as you looked up at him.

“Ah, ah,” he mused in his gravelly voice. It always grew deeper when he was riled up, making you so excited. “What do you think you’re doin’?” You could hear as his accent was slipping through, making your heart race.

“Open.” You obeyed, opening your mouth, sticking your tongue out for him. He grinned. “Good, mo leannan.” A shiver ran down your spine as he used the native tongue you both had. It wasn’t long before he had his cock deep inside your throat once more, both of you groaning as he did so. Your entire body felt like it was on fire with how turned on you were in this moment.

“Now, move.” Once again, you obeyed, beginning to move your head. He grunted, his grip tightening and pulling on your hair more, making you whimper around him. You moved your hands to his thighs to steady yourself as you found a good pace to bob your head.

Though, you wished it would-

Your thoughts were interrupted as he did the very thing you were thinking about. He began moving his own hips, thrusting in and out of your mouth. Your eyes rolled back as you let him essentially have his way with you, tears pricking the corners of your eyes. Despite his rough movements, he was calculated enough not to actually cause you harm. Not that you’d be upset with a bit of aching from an activity like this.

Eventually, you could feel him twitching and his movements growing more erratic before his hips stilled as he shoved himself deep down your throat and came hard. Your eyes widened slightly as he reached so deep, but you welcomed it. When he pulled out, you made sure to swallow every bit, panting as you tried to recover for a moment.

He was panting as well, pulling you up so he could kiss you again. You hummed against him, wrapping your arms around him. “I always love it when you do that,” you mumble and he just grinned. He knew you liked it when he was rough, it was just pushing him to that point because he didn’t want to hurt you. Sometimes he forgot just how much you could really handle.

He pressed you against the glass once more and your entire body shivered and you whined. The shock of the cold only turned you on further and you could hardly stand it at this point. “Fuck, Killi. I need you,” you whined against him. 

In one of the quickest fashions you’ve ever seen, he had your lower half completely clothing free. You yelped in surprise as the cooler air hit you, but more surprised when Killer turned you around and bent you over slightly. You pressed your warm face against the cold glass, eyes rolling back slightly as you whimpered. 

At this point, you were sure he was doing this on purpose.

You shivered again as you felt his fingers trace along your folds, circling your clit. You let out a breathy moan, eyes rolling back slightly. “Killi,” you whined. You weren’t surprised that he was going to be the one teasing you now. You gasped, moaning loudly as he slipped one of his thick fingers inside, moving it around to start stretching you out.

It seemed he was just as impatient as you were because it wasn’t long before he had three fingers moving around inside of you, all kinds of noises of pleasure coming from you. However, between how turned on you were from earlier and the way he was handling you now, you could feel yourself being pushed towards the edge and that coil tightening from deep within your abdomen.

Only he pulled his fingers out before you could cum, making you whine in protest. “That was un-” You were cut off as you felt Killer begin to push himself inside of you, your words turning into nothing more than garbled moans. You leaned into the glass more, your eyes glued to the back of your head. Fuck, he always felt so good. Your toes curled a bit as your insides stretched for him and once he bottomed out, you were panting heavily, trying to keep your head from spinning too much yet.

“You’re doing well, mo chridhe,” he crooned in your ear in a low voice. All you could do was muster up some small moan in response, your brain already clouded with lust and the need to have him absolutely rail you against this window. His praises only riled you up more.

You opened your mouth to finally say something when he started to roll his hips, slowly pulling out of you before absolutely ramming himself back into you. You cried out, your entire body tingling as you felt that coil tighten and snap all at once, clenching around him as you came. You were panting heavily, your head spinning. “Better,” he teased lowly, playing off your statement from earlier that he had cut you off for. You just glanced at him over your shoulder, narrowing your eyes the best you could, but it only made him grin.

He enjoyed seeing you like this. The usual dominant doctor of the crew, a submissive and blubbering mess below him. And just for him. He leaned down, the movement somehow pushing himself deeper inside of you, forcing a mewl to come from you. He pressed a kiss to your shoulder before he absolutely began to destroy you. His hips moved fast and rough, the squelching noise of him rapidly moving in and out accompanying the sounds of skin against skin bouncing off the walls around you. 

Not to mention you were far from quiet. The moans and cries for the other slowly became less and less coherent with each thrust. His grunts and growls sending shivers down your spine as he also left hickies all over your neck and shoulders. You definitely weren't going to be able to cover those without being suspicious.

At this point the window was fogged apart from where you were touching it, but as soon as you moved slightly, whatever glass was newly exposed was instantly fogged up. Much like your mind right now. It also wasn't very cold anymore, you had completely warmed it up. You were also glad there was a blizzard, no one could see you getting your insides rearranged from down below. 

Between Killer holding on to your hips and being pressed into the glass, you were glad for the support because you weren't sure that you'd be able to stand on your own. 

You felt him begin to twitch inside of you before his hips stopped and he filled you up quite generously, you weren't long after, crying out as you did so. Both of you were panting but you noticed that Killer didn't seem done quite yet. 

Oh man, you were going to sleep good tonight. 

You felt his arm snake around and his hand gently wrap around your throat. Ah, fuck. Your heart started racing even faster, if that was even possible. He lifted you up, standing with you as he pounded in and out of you. The window where you had been pressed against already fogging back up.

Your eyes rolled to the back of your skull, mind blank with the pure pleasure you were feeling. With his hand placement and the sheer force of his thrusts, he squeezed the sides of your neck to cut off your oxygen just a bit to give you that perfect high. You were a blubbering, drooling mess at this point. Your legs numb, body buzzing with pleasure as he had his way with you - and you wouldn't have it any other way. 

You reached up behind you, grabbing at his hair and tugging it. Honestly, you were just moving without much thought. Killer let out a low groan as he bit into your shoulder roughly causing you to cry out his name. The first coherent thing you've said in the past half an hour. 

He didn't last long this round, stilling his movements once more as he filled you up once again. You also came again, your head spinning rapidly as your body went slack against him. You were panting, trying to catch your breath. You felt Killer doing the same. He held on you you around your waist, his other hand on the window before you as he tried to keep both of you steady. 

You mumbled something completely incoherent and you just felt him smile against your skin as he pressed soft kisses to the newest bite mark. That one wasn't going to be disappearing for a while. 

After a few moments, Killer turned your face towards him and kissed you softly. “Mm, I think this view is my favorite,” he mumbled against you. You scoffed, rolling your eyes as you grinned. 

“You're so cheesy.” You kissed him again, slowly gaining your strength back. 

Honestly, if you were snowed in for a few days, you wouldn't exactly be upset about it.

[bakubunny]

um- if no one asked i would like you to hear those hc’s on izuku and shinso 🙄 (tenya and tokoyami too if that’s not asking for too much😔)

not too much for sure, i’m having a lot of fun with this. ask away. 🖤 tried to chill a little bit on some of the sizes bc i’m tryna have mercy on some of y’all.

eat up @cheffuckboyrdee @neon-gothicc.

repeating the disclaimer that i know it’s not realistic for every guy ever to be above average but it’s my (dick) party and i’ll drool over them if i want to.

midoriya

size is 6.5” long and 6.25” girth, he’s longer than average, shorter than the others i’ve mentioned so far and it’s thickkkk. BUT

i’m a little undecided on him bc my brain says “i want to throat pro!deku’s dick while he uses me until head empty,” but my heart says, “canonically he’s got the fattest dick hands down, *maybe* after kiri.” and we’ve already discussed kiri, we know no one is taking his dick down their throat. so my hcs on izuku’s (and sometimes kiri’s) size fluctuate a bit. 😅

curved upward, very veiny, bit of a mushroom head. fairly even girth but widest at the base. heavy balls.

clean shaven for the most part except maybe a soft green patch and a cute lil happy trail…. def not bc he’s into rimming and has his own dildos he wants to get pegged with.

goes crazy over teasing head and long hand jobs with edging but also has the desire to ruthlessly fuck your throat ngl. loves fucking your thighs.

also a fan of foreplay out of necessity. hence another reason why he’s such a big lover of giving head.

shinso

size is 7” long and just shy of 6” girth. he’s at that sweet spot imo where he’s big enough to feel huge inside and heavy when it hits your face but you’re not in a cold sweat just trying to take the whole thing.

even girth, mostly straight with a little bit of a curve to the left. some prominent veins but not a ton. he’s another one with pretty balls. 🫢

he’s got a cute purple happy trail at his belly button. 🥺 likes to stay trimmed but will clean up if you ask.

loves when you deep throat him and gets even harder if you struggle or gag. loves sloppy head & when you massage his balls.

many of the guys mentioned so far have nice softies, but his is particularly cute.

tokoyami

i am going to resist the urge to hc his size as 8-9”/6”ish and uncut even tho that’s what i feel deep in my soul abt this man. 😭 pro!fumi just has that vibe. i’m not trying to make them all the same, i promise.

size is 6.5” long and 5.5” girth. enough to leave you more than satisfied and bonus: finally someone who’s not too big for quickies whenever you want. (say you’re bratting a lil too much and next thing you know you’re bent over in a public bathroom. 🫢 or he just can’t wait to get you home. 🫢🫢)

uncut, straight, not v. veiny, even girth or widest at the base (i can’t decide), breeder balls. they’re heavy and pretty. typically clean shaven, little bit of a happy trail when he does let it grow.

if any of you lovelies remember this hc series, you might remember that i firmly believe fumi loves getting head.

likes any position that involves being really close physically or going as deep as possible.

iida

size is a bit over 6” long and 5” girth. he’s not the biggest of boys but he knows how to use it… with a little guidance. probably for the better that he’s not massive bc he likes to go hard and fast, but you can break him of that habit if you want.

cut, a little veiny, downward curve, and narrower at the base and wider at head. his balls are big in comparison to his dick.

likes having his perineum played with but was absolute shocked at how quickly he came from it the first time.

he can be dominant but he’s weak for pretty eyes, pretty lips, and tit jobs. let your tongue hang out and hold up your bare tits and he’s a goner.

todoroki

size is 6.5” long and a little under 5.5” girth. shower rather than a grower. he’s got a softie that hangs and it’s adorable.

hard upward curve, veiny, head that’s not too prominent but cut, slightly narrower at base and head. his balls match his size but they’re very sensitive. doesn’t always like them played with but sometimes it’s nice.

his body hair is half & half just like the hair on his head. 😭 generally very clean shaven but it’s so pretty when he lets that happy trail grow.

i can’t decide if he prefers handjobs or oral sex more but he whines like a damn baby when you edge him and he loves it.

[luvrxbunny]

joel who’s been away for a while and you’re desperate for him at his return party.

he’s got an arm around you and is drinking his beer. you’re bored as he talks with his friends about guns or- something. and his big cowboy belt buckle just looks so appealing.

you start unbuckling his pants and his head whips in your direction. “what’re you doin’?” his face is filled with genuine shock and confusion but his hips are already tilting up into your hands.

once you get them down his pants he rests his head on yours and just grinds up into your palm.

“shit- we shouldn’t, baby. people could- oh. they could see, sweetheart. the way you’re fuckin’— so goddamn d-desperate for me”

he’s drunk his words are slurring and his hips are becoming a bit frantic in their movements.

“see you with your pretty fuckin’ hands down my pants, touchin’ me so nice, baby. m’gonna cum like this— gonna make me c-cum like-“

he gets breathless, suddenly overwhelmed with the pleasure. his eyes are shut tight and his arm tightens around your shoulder, holding you tighter against him.

“mmm— baby. sweetheart m’gonna cum. fuck- gonna cum for you, love. oh shit. fuck me, i love you so much.”

he presses his lips against your ear, kissing it and using you to hide his moans. but instead they pour right into your ear, leaning more on the whiny side rather than his usual groans.

his hips buck and grind into your hand slowly as you watch his stomach clench under his shirt. he chuckles deliriously against you once he comes down, chugs the rest of his beer and takes you home.

[adhd-merlin]

Arthur’s skin is still warm from the bath, the tips of his hair still damp, and he smells faintly of lavender.

“Is Queen Mithian still as beautiful as they say?” Gwen asks Arthur.

She’s lying with her head pillowed on Arthur’s shoulder while his fingertips brush against her temple and her hair — more an absent-minded motion than an actual caress.

Arthur’s fingers stop. He kisses the top of her head. “Never as beautiful as my queen.”

Gwen pokes him lightly in the chest with her finger. “That's not an answer.”

“Are you jealous?”

“No,” she says, truthfully.

There was a time when Arthur could’ve chosen Mithian instead of Gwen, had he wanted — and he didn’t. (Didn’t choose her, and didn't want her, although he might have wanted to want her, and came close to convincing himself that he did). She’s only curious to hear how Arthur felt about meeting the woman he almost married again, after so long.

“I suppose she is. Beautiful,” Arthur answers after a pause. “If everyone’s comments are any indication. I can no longer tell. You’ve ruined me for any other woman.”

Gwen smiles. “You flatterer.”

“It’s not flattery if it’s true,” Arthur says. “Your beauty outshines anyone else’s. And it’s not even near the top of the list of your qualities.”

He says things like that, sometimes — he even means them. Monumental things, uttered with complete casualness, not because he thinks them insignificant but as if he were just stating facts. Something he would be stupid to deny or to resist.

In the early days of their courtship, Gwen used to find it terrifying. She’s since grown used to it. Mostly.

“But I wasn’t there to outshine anyone,” she teases him.

She’s being playful, perhaps a bit giddy from the wine. She expects Arthur to reply in the same vein — to heap more compliments on her until they reach the height of ridiculousness, or to make a silly joke — but his tone shifts.

He takes Gwen’s hand and places it over his chest, covering it with his. “You are always with me,” he says, solemnly.

And their hands aren’t quite in the right place, because Gwen’s head is in the way, but she understands his meaning all the same — my heart. The term of endearment he sometimes uses for her, when feeling especially sentimental.

[dufrau]

Welp. Here’s something!

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Stranger Things (TV 2016) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Robin Buckley/Nancy Wheeler Characters: Nancy Wheeler, Robin Buckley, Tommy Hagan, Carol Perkins Additional Tags: Smut, Crack, Sort Of, this is very stupid, fellas is it gay to jerk yourself off against your friends tongue and you're both girls, i mean probably right, Banter, some ambiguously gendery feelings somewhere in there, this fic has it all, which is to say it does not actually have much Summary:

Tommy Hagan was making out with Carol Perkins up against the outside wall of the school. In full view of everybody eating lunch at the picnic tables, which was what Nancy was trying to do, but the current view wasn’t doing much for her appetite.

“Jeez. Get a room.”

Robin’s voice and the sound of a lunch tray slapping down on the table next to her startled Nancy out of whatever trauma-induced fugue state Tommy and Carol’s exhibitionism had locked her into. She felt herself blushing. She turned her attention to her own tuna sandwich and carrot sticks.

[star-fandoms]

Can someone help me please? I have two fanfics I really like that I can’t find. Both are Tokyo revengers fanfics LMAO

The first one was a Mitsuya x reader angst to comfort. Basically Mitsuya and the reader were arguing and needed time away from each other and then reader decided they needed to apologize, I’m pretty sure they ask around if anyone’s seen Mitsuya and if not then they just go looking for him and find him on the roof talking to his friend. The reader overhears Mitsuya call them clingy and venting about the situation, so reader leaves and misses the rest of the conversation. At the end of the school day Mitsuya confronts them and apologizes for the argument and the reader forgives him but is distant and Mitsuya notices. He notices that something is wrong and misses when reader was clingy. Mitsuya drops reader off at their house and goes to leave but he decides he can’t go another day with this tension and heads back to confront the reader, things end on a good note! It’s a one-shot and I believe there was a pink set up

I appreciate any information, thank you! <—(putting this here so it’s not blocked by the read more for minors to not see the content below)

This next one was a Rindou smut so minors don’t interact please!!

So it was Bonten! Rindou x college! Afab reader. Rindou and reader met in a cafe and then they kept meeting up after that, I’m pretty sure Rindou helped the reader study at the cafe, I’m also pretty sure he bought the reader stuff like new supplies and clothes, basically just reader sugar daddy. Eventually Rindou has a favor to ask the reader, he’s got this big meeting/party he has to go to and invites reader. The reader explains that they’re broke and don’t have any money for dresses, and Rindou tells them not to worry about it and buys them a dress. They end up going together and I can’t recall if they get bored and leave or if they go when the party is over. Anyways Rindou and reader start to do the spicy stuff and there’s a lot of rounds, I’m pretty sure a line goes something along the lines of “he’s made me release 3 times with just his fingers” it may have been more or less, I don’t remember the specifics. It was also a one shot, I’m pretty sure it had a theme but I don’t remember it well!

[whimsical-roasting]

jamie 'i'm too much' 'i'm not enough' 'can we pretend like i'm not both those things at once?? can you see me as something smaller - something more palatable' 'i don't know how to be anything smaller than i am - i can't help how i taste but i promise i'll keep you fed for an eternity' 'i'm a greedy thing really, don't mean to be but it is who i am' 'i'm the best thing at this party but i wouldn't marry me either' 'i can ask for what i what, i always have. but i can't look you in the eyes if i'm asking you to love me' tartt

bonus: roy 'you're a lot of things - a pain in the ass maybe but i could never consider what i do as tolerating you' 'loving you feels as easy as breathing even if i'm shit at expressing it' kent

[didsomeonesaybuffet]

How's it going, fellow kids? Chapter 6 of If You Can't Stand the Heat is liiiive! (It's smutty)

Oh, a snippet? Sure!

~~~

Cas’ door opened a crack as Dean walked as quickly as he could along the corridor without making any noise, and opened momentarily so that he could slip inside.

‘That was some bullshit today.’ Cas said gruffly as he closed the door behind Dean, immediately pulling him closer and kissing him roughly. Cas kept one hand on the back of Dean’s neck, his tongue seeking Dean’s, and his other hand moving straight for Dean’s belt and unbuckling it. ‘And you’re seriously going to make me wrestle with a belt after driving me fucking crazy?’ He kissed him hard again, a small moan escaping as Dean’s hand brushed against his erection in an effort to help Cas undo the belt buckle. ‘Couldn’t just wear track pants or pajama bottoms could you? Have to make things harder.’ 

‘You usually like it when I make things harder’ quipped Dean, wishing he was able to resist a joke when they weren’t exactly appropriate. Luckily, Cas laughed against his lips, making him weak at the knees.

‘Shut the fuck up, I’m trying to pretend to be mad at you.’ Cas said with a smile, his fingers moving onto the buttons on Dean’s jeans before yanking down the zipper and roughly pushing the jeans over Dean’s hips, allowing him to step out of the pooled denim before pulling Dean’s hips against his own and sliding his arms around Dean’s waist, kissing him deeply all the while. 

Dean slid his hands under Cas’ tshirt and pushed it upwards, breaking the kiss only to pull it over Cas’ head and then returning straight to his lips as he dropped the tshirt beside them. His own tshirt followed, and then he was lifting Cas by the ass as if he weighed no more than a bag of flour. Cas moaned and wrapped his legs around Dean’s waist, allowing himself to be carried over to the desk and placed upon it, as Dean thrust his hips into Cas, who pulled him closer with his legs.

‘What would you like to do to me, Dean?’ Asked Cas, panting and pressing his forehead to Dean’s as Dean rocked his pelvis against Cas, his erection brushing against Cas’ with each slow thrust. It was so good it was almost devastating. 

~~~

You can read the whole thing over on AO3, if you're so inclined.

[astrum-aetherium]

henry with a pillow princess IM SORRY I KNOW IVE SUBMITTED A LOT BUT THERES ONE LEFT AFTER THIS

-8

no need to apologize, dear. remember: you're appealing to the masses, which, as i'm sure, they will be quite grateful for ;)

i mean, he's a giver at heart. it might sound strange considering his character composition and whatnot — indifference, stoicism, coolness — but i've already discussed why he very well may find himself on the relentless giver side of things and it makes perfect sense to me. he's an overachiever; he strives after greatness; he intends to excel at anything he does, and an intimate framework will definitely pose no exception. therefore, he would know just how to cater to a pillow princess. hell, he'd encourage you to be one — on a good day, that is.

let's take one of those exemplary good days and run with it. foreplay with henry, considering you're offered enough time to engage in it in the first place, would be excruciatingly long. at times annoyingly, he would feel the teasing need to explore each nook and crevice of your body with his tongue every time as though he was unfamiliar with it; only then would he proceed to your aching center, not without having profoundly palmed and grazed it as though by accident on numerous occasions prior. he will not detach his tongue from your quivering heat until you have come for him at least twice — thrice or more on a very good day — having stretched and prepped you open for him en passant as well, assisting with his long and skilled fingers.

with you already spent but nevertheless yearning, he'd ultimately arrive at the notion of actually, physically fucking you — and, each and every time anew, he would do so expertly and adeptly, in a way that would cause each one of your cells to threaten to burst from the heat and electricity he'd channel into you with each motion. due to already being so worn out and drunk on the remnants of your past orgasms, you'd naturally be reduced to a pillow princess in that case; even if he asked you to get on top — which he would only do if he felt devious enough — you'd slump back into him upon the very first leap, thereby proving your utter exhaustion, and he would therefore be forced to maneuver your body more than you'd ever be willing to yourself and thrust up into you from beneath. he would think better of it in most cases, instead ruining you in positions that would grant him more control and, most importantly, freedom of movement.

all things considered: a pillow princess dynamic would work perfectly with henry, as i largely see him as someone who would prefer pleasing over being pleased every single time. in fact, i don't even think he would enjoy sex as a whole if he was the only party being catered to during it. as i said, he would be a giver at heart, and he would never expect to receive anything in return. he would feel distaste toward frequent blowjobs or handjobs — sex, to him, would be wholly about pleasing his partner above all else. he would feel undeserving and in no need of the very same pleasure given to himself, though. on most days, he would reject you and push you off were you to try anything of the sort on him, and instead fling you over his knee and finger you or flip you on your back and eat you out — both until you'd cry.

the general consensus, therefore, is: henry would be utterly fond of a pillow princess. to all those who are intrigued by this, i say: get in line.

[5mary5]

AHHHHHHHHHHH???????

🥴🥴🥴😵‍💫😵‍💫🫠🫠🫠

[theeblackmedusa]

...am i the only one that finds it odd that carl grimes is a minor yet people write full on smut for his character?

[elialys]

i cannot wait for this oral exam to be behind me so i can start WRITING again, i haven't typed a single word in two weeks because i've been studying so much, im like a pressure cooker